of impulses?
Why would I
suddenly decide
to make another spirit doll
and give it to a friend?
Why would I spend an evening
carving faces out of Fimo;
why would I shop
for beads and buttons,
fabric and yarn,
thinking "this is fun;
let's do some more!"
I'm learning not to question --
but it's so 70's, you know,
to just roll up your sleeves
and go with the flow...
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